After weighing his options, Velin decided to give up on using this to threaten his uncle for the time being.
After all, the Ten-Thousand-Meter Floating Battleship had not yet been completed. If he used this to threaten his uncle now and made him relax his supervision for the moment, he would have no leverage left over him in the future.
Besides, he was already working hard to build the Floating Battleship, so his uncle's supervision was neither here nor there to him. At most, during his spare time, it would have him handle some of the things his uncle should have been doing himself.
His uncle might even treat him somewhat more politely from now on, knowing that Velin had something on him.
That way, choosing the former would maximize his benefits.
As Velin pondered this, O'dor returned to the Floating Battleship construction site, stood before him, and silently watched him.
Coming back to his senses, Velin looked at his uncle's stern face and put on an innocent expression. He asked curiously, "Uncle, what is it? Is there something on my face?"
"There is indeed something on your face," O'dor replied. "Someone has a very thick skin on his face, and he is exceptionally good at pretending."
Hearing his uncle say that, Velin's expression did not change in the slightest.
After all these years, he had long since cultivated a thick enough skin.
Whenever sincerity was called for, he would certainly be sincere. But whenever acting was required, he could play the role well.
Seeing that Velin showed no trace of embarrassment, O'dor let out a deep sigh and said, "Come find me again in half a month. I'll teach you how to build a Kilometer-class Floating Battleship."
"Alright, Uncle."
At his words, joy appeared on Velin's face. He then